Poetry: Dawna Markova

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I will not die an unlived life.
I will not live in fear
of falling or catching fire.
...I choose to inhabit my days,
to allow my living to open me,
to make me less afraid,
more accessible,
to loosen my heart,
until it become a wing,
a torch, a promise.
I choose to risk my significance;
to live so that which came to me as seed
goes to the next as blossom
and that which came to me as blossom,
goes on as fruit.

- Dawna Markova